After the physical training concluded, they moved on to the final training session of the day.
Not long after Yuu Hayama and the other two were healed by Nue, they were taken to a desolate area for shooting practice.
Since Eiji's goal was to enable the three of them to handle Grade 1 Cursed Spirits, the training targets were naturally not stationary.
Instead, they used a moving target that was extremely safe and provided good training results.
This moving target was quite willing to participate in this game.
That's right, this moving target was Satoru Gojo.
"Can't hit me, can't hit me, gotta move, gotta move..."
Under Yuu Hayama's gritted teeth, Satoru Gojo was taunting the three of them with all sorts of bizarre and comical poses.
The worst part was that despite being provoked so directly, they couldn't hit him at all.
They hadn't even triggered Gojo's Infinity.
On the field, Satoru Gojo would sometimes run under the setting sun, and other times he would spin and jump like a ballet dancer, his eyes closed.
Under the effect of Blue, Satoru Gojo's movements looked as if he were ice skating.
He's going easy on them, but then again, if he went all out with Blue, it would be instant movement, and they wouldn't even be able to see him.
However, Eiji soon realized that Gojo wasn't going easy; he was genuinely playing around.
"Nanami, you won't be able to hit me like this."
"Ijichi, why are your hands shaking?"
"As expected of Hayama, full of spirit! Ganbatte!" (Go for it!)
...
Kento Nanami: ###
Yuu Hayama: "Ooh, I'm fired up!"
Kiyotaka Ijichi: So scary...
Soon, everyone on the field felt a sense of frustration from being unable to hit Satoru Gojo for so long.
"This won't do, I haven't had enough fun yet..."
Gojo was wondering what else he could do to stimulate them when Eiji, who was sitting in a tree spacing out, caught his attention.
"Hey~ Eiji!"
An interesting idea instantly popped into Gojo's mind.
"Hm?"
Eiji looked down at Gojo in confusion.
"Do you have any targets? The brighter, the better."
"Targets?"
Not understanding what Gojo was thinking, Eiji's body moved instinctively.
He pulled out the wooden sign with "OUT" written on it from the shadows, which he had used before.
He took out a box of watercolors and drew a few circles on the back of the wooden sign before tossing it to Gojo.
"Hmm, not bad."
Gojo nodded with satisfaction.
Then, he slapped the wooden sign onto his backside.
Under the effect of Infinity, the wooden sign hovered steadily on Gojo's behind.
"I've been thinking carefully about your performance just now."
Gojo turned to face Kento Nanami and the others, imitating Masamichi Yaga's tone.
"Your attacks were all over the place. The bullets went in every direction, with no aim at all."
"That's because you're too fast."
Kento Nanami said speechlessly.
"It's not just because I'm fast. For example, Kiyotaka Ijichi, your bullets went into the sky several times. And Nanami, your bullets flew towards Eiji a few times."
Gojo wagged a finger back and forth.
"You were the one who moved towards Eiji. Also, my name is Nanami, not Nanami..."
Kento Nanami helplessly retorted Gojo's words.
"Therefore, the future strongest 'spicy' teacher has come up with an idea."
Gojo seemed to completely ignore Nanami's complaint and turned around, bending over.
"Look, I've prepared a target for you to aim at."
As he spoke, Gojo began to wiggle left and right, his flamboyant demeanor making Kento Nanami's hands itch.
"Don't just stand there watching, I've already picked your targets, come on."
As Satoru Gojo said this, he leaned closer to the group, his rear end wiggling in an exaggerated manner.
"You're more of a wiggle-worm than Shin-chan Nohara."
Eiji pulled out his phone and took another picture of Satoru Gojo, a treasured photo.
On the field, Satoru Gojo was still acting crazy.
"Come on, come on, don't worry about me."
Could three hot-blooded teenagers resist such temptation?
No!
What followed was a scene of utter chaos.
At this moment, Kento Nanami and Yuu Hayama had only one thought: to beat Satoru Gojo's butt to a pulp.
Even the usually honest and timid Kiyotaka Ijichi, who was typically weak, cast aside his fear of Satoru Gojo and joined the fray.
The three began to strengthen their bodies with Cursed Energy, cooperating to corner Satoru Gojo.
Looking at the target that was flying around them, and then at the three youths roaring and chasing after him, Eiji found an angle, took a photo, and sent it to Suguru Geto.
Eiji: Satoru Gojo is asking for it, wanna come?
Suguru Geto: On a mission.
"What a shame, if it were Geto, there'd be a real chance."
As the sun set, the three boys who had struggled together returned to the Jujutsu High Dormitory Area in disgrace.
From this moment on, they became new members of the "How to Beat Up Satoru Gojo" research group.
"Heh~ Interesting."
Satoru Gojo, hands behind his head, walked over to Eiji.
"How did it feel?"
Eiji, sitting in a tree, looked up at Satoru Gojo.
"It was incredibly fun!"
Satoru Gojo flashed a satisfied smile.
"...I meant their skill level."
Eiji was speechless.
"Ah, that. They've improved by leaps and bounds."
Satoru Gojo rubbed his chin with his thumb and forefinger.
"Although they were all over the place at first, their accuracy improved quite a bit later on. They learn very quickly."
"Especially during that last stretch, the skill level of the three of them rose dramatically. I almost got hit."
Seeing Satoru Gojo's serious expression, Eiji felt a bit strange.
Did I misjudge Satoru? Was he deliberately provoking Nanami and the others for training purposes?
"Hey, Eiji."
Just as Eiji was doubting himself, Satoru Gojo squatted down and poked Eiji's shoulder.
"What is it?"
"When are we playing again?"
Playing…
As I thought, I was overthinking it.
"Instead of that, you should worry more about Geto."
Eiji decided to change the subject.
"Geto?"
Satoru Gojo looked confused.
"What's there to worry about with Geto?"
In Satoru Gojo's mind, Suguru Geto's strength was on par with his own, and he always had his own opinions. He was someone he could trust with his back.
For a long time, Satoru Gojo had even used Suguru Geto's words as a benchmark for judgment.
So, Satoru Gojo didn't understand what there was to worry about with Suguru Geto.
"In a while, a bad older sister is going to come and trick your Geto away."
Eiji tilted his head to look at Satoru Gojo, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
"Huh? Where's this bad woman from? Tell me who it is."
Seeing Satoru Gojo's exaggerated expression, Eiji couldn't hold back his smile any longer.
"Yuki Tsukumo."
"Yuki Tsukumo?"
Satoru Gojo found the name somewhat familiar.
"The Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer who does nothing but travel abroad all the time?"
"That's right."
"Watch me beat that bad woman away."
Gojo said, making a motion as if to roll up his sleeves.
"If you have time recently, stay at Jujutsu High more often. She came back specifically to see you, so it's best not to leave Geto alone to meet her."
"Leave it to me!"
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